a WRITE_1
of passage

passage: from περᾰ́ω (peráō)

to go from one side to another

to pass through, over or traverse, cross, esp. over water

(intransitive) to penetrate or pierce (of a pointed weapon)

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Washed

Is it blue or green

this ocean of ours

washing and rinsing

away the sins of the

world?

Strings

Six narrow men plot pow’r and dark control;

hands deftly – so softly – pull puppet strings

of nations, markets and the web of things

to leave us lost with no choices at all.

And children line up at their classroom doors;

daily drug fix guaranteed to enthrall.

While parents’ self-assault loses it all;

forgetting guilt with Prozac, hiding more.

And war is an industry, growing fast:

profits returned slyly to men of “grace”

never called to account in public space

for our lives, hopes, and dreams – all battle lost.

What world is this where good are yoked for bad?

We have stopped thinking and now must be mad.

For

*starred* shiny moments

dark journeys lit by souls

surprise floodlit

time spent with you

etched in my mind.

For

<light> glittered surprises

soft pathways lost in mind

seconds created

space lost in you

branded on my skin.

For

-warm- bodies touching

hot-breath fueled desire

rhythm marking

your only presence

washing over me.

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COLLECTIONS

DEATH BY AGREEMENT

some seem to have agreed a pact for passage.
tidings hard to fathom.

STRANGE WATERS

experimental forms and thoughts that seem to come from elsewhere

AS IT IS

here now: this is what we find, this is what we see, this is what finds us

TRACERY

second and third associations. words and shapes.

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ANGRY RED SUN, PALE SHADOWED NIGHT

a second stab at a book-style tranche of writings. formed in the end not entirely how it was intended.

THROUGH LIGHT

first steps. written mostly past midnight through dawn. night muse visitations.

WHO AM I?

Strandloper, edge-dweller, being. Sometime poet.

This site began as insomnia. Soon there were enough words for a book (Through Light). A little later, another collection was almost a book (Angry Red Sun, Pale Shadowed Night). Then came snatches of someone's thoughts from somewhere (As It Is). Dark tidings have also been received (Death by Agreement).
Along the way there are words on a plane (Tracery).

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